It has been about four days since I got my bridge pierced, and guess what! No pain. I really wanted to go to Golgotha, where I had gotten my labret done, but they said they would not do it because of the "risks" involved. Then the guy went into a 10 minute story about his ex girlfriend had hers done and he did not think it looked good on females. I was like "thanks for nothing." I was discouraged for about two weeks, so I went to classes and got on with life, until I got the urge again. You know the urge, especially those who have several tattoos, or piercings.
At A Glance Author DNA Contact DNA@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Dont remember his name Studio Aint that Art Too Tattooing and Piercing Location Carbondale, IL USA I myself, have 10 piercings all together now. (Three in the bottom of each ear. Two on the cartilage of my right ear. Labret and bridge.)
So since Golgotha would not do it and I had that urge bad enough, I looked around and seen that the shop where I got my first tattoo done about a month ago did piercings, I was like "YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!" I called them up and went over around 6 o'clock. I had decided, before even leaving my dorm room, that tonight was the night. I got my $40 and headed out the door.
When I got there, I was not nerves at all. With nine holes already, why would I be? So I told the guy what I wanted and he was like "We are getting some new stuff from our supplier in about 15 minutes if you want to wait." I agreed, since it was just me, the piercer, the guy who had done my tattoo in December (Les), the shop owner and the apprentices, we talked and socialized for a little while. Les did a little touch up on my tattoo, and I looked at a lot of pictures of piercings and tattoos, thinking about what I should have done next. The supplier took about an hour, and after he unloaded and left, the piercer took me to the back room.
I sat in the chair, and closed my eyes as the two guys checked out the placement. I was silent and still for about ten minutes before they had decided. They then showed me a mirror and explained how things were going to happen. While his apprentice looked for the right gage, and size ball to match my labret, then put on gloves that went SNAP. I was really anxious, but I tried not to let it show. He put the clamps on me, then proceeded to take instruments out of sterilized bags.
We talked about a lot in that brief time. Like, I was the first girl that he ever did this type of piercing for, or that he had seen. What made me chose this one? I think the major reason is to draw attention to myself. I also thought it was unique and cool. I haven't seen anyone, female or male, with it yet! Of course, I did not tell him that. He probably would not understand.
So then the guy told me to close my eyes and take a deep breathe, then he would push the needle through when I exhaled. No sooner had I inhaled, he had started pushing it through. OWCH. It was medium pain, like stubbing your toe on a corner of a dresser or something. What did hurt is when he had his knuckles resting on my eyeballs while he screwed in the ball ends. That really was not fun. He did drop one of the balls though, and the apprentice soaked it for a bit before he tried again, getting it this time. They did a little bit of fiddling with it before letting me open my eyes and checking it out. The apprentice handed me a hand mirror and I checked it out.
I smiled a big smiled and lightly touched my new jewelry, "I love it!" I told them both. They both agreed, saying it looked kind of good on me. Out of all my piercing, I think I like my bridge one the best. It is "different". It kind of makes me feel special in a sense that I can take pain well, and I am not afraid to be different.
"Now comes the painful part," said the piercer, "paying." I laughed as I handed him two $20 bills and grabbed my purse.
"I bet anything I will be seeing you again." he added.
I smiled, "Most likely." I replied, as I headed for the door.
A few days ago, I called my mom and told her I had a surprise for her when I came hope in March for Spring break.
She was like, "You did not get another tattoo did you?!?! (I only got one on my shoulder in December 02') Oh brother!.
"No."
Then she was like, "Piercing?"
I told her I was not going to tell her until I got home. By then, I hope to get retainers put in my labret and bridge so she does not blow the roof. She knows that if I get my kicks out of getting piercing and tattoos, that I probably will feel good about myself, and never need to turn to drugs or anything. I guess she just does not like the idea of me mutilating my body. But, in 40 years, when I am 58, I will be able to tell my kids/grandkids about how cool I was back in my teenage years.